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james-riddle
james-riddle
American We spend our whole lives looking for answers to questions when we don't even know what the questions are. Life is not a puzzle that needs to be solved, it is an adventure that is meant to be explored.
Every night I lay my head down the thought of you with him branded into my brain driving me insane after several long agonizing hours I finally pass into the void Though my time there is short I dream of all the times we had both the good and the bad and when I awake the next morning I beg and I pray that the brand on my brain was only a horrible dream
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Aug 4, 2014
Aug 4, 2014 at 12:19 AM UTC
Only A Dream
I used to be your rock You were my everything We had it all From the front seat I was kicked out of the car Hitting the ground at 100/MPH Now left for dead I scrounge for my own Gasping for air A s I hold on to life I used to be your man Now I am somebody you used to know
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Aug 3, 2014
Aug 3, 2014 at 9:22 PM UTC
Somebody You Used To Know
I am the nameless No one knows me No one cares They walk all over me As if I am dirt From hero to zero Now just a memory
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Aug 3, 2014
Aug 3, 2014 at 9:14 PM UTC
Nameless
You are the judge you are the jury you are the prosecuter I am the defendant my crime is loving you my sentance is life confinement I have no bond set the evidence is stacked against me the only witness is me I plead guilty on all charges I have nothing to hide I am not ashamed of my crime but now the trial has come to an end the only thing left is the verdict you as the jury how do you find me?
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Feb 19, 2014
Feb 19, 2014 at 8:56 AM UTC
Court Is Ajourned
The words, they leave my lips and fall upon your ear meant for good intention yet they are misconstrued never have i meant to do you any wrong only to help you understand the pain that conquers me but in turn the damage is done to you all these thoughts inside my head i cannot get them out no words can describe them locked behind closed doors my mind at war with my heart misconseption mixed with logic scratches at my soul leaving scars and bleeding wounds some will never heal
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Feb 19, 2014
Feb 19, 2014 at 8:41 AM UTC
Inconceivable
Sitting on the widows peek she waits for me week after week not know when or if I'm coming home wondering if she is alone Out at see I sail the waves searching for my soul, I save never in my life I feared the fear I felt right here The seas, they thrash as the skys turn grey into the eye we sail with craze a storm is coming our way Fighting the storm from bow to sturn suddenly the winds, they turned tossing us to and fro into a malstrom we now go Now the seas, they are calm as the tide washes in the sad widow now sees the seas, they run red.
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Feb 18, 2014
Feb 18, 2014 at 10:43 AM UTC
The Seas Run Red
Long lonely nights followed by a lonelier day I sit there in silence waiting for the end pain itching at my heart killing all my dreams devouring all happiness only to bestow upon me a shroud of sorrow the beast grows the animal screaming destroying who I was and creating the demon of which I am to become all hope for me has died I am the darkness
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Feb 11, 2014
Feb 11, 2014 at 2:26 PM UTC
Full of Sorrow
I will do the best I can to show the world who I am I am the best kind of man but linger in the shadows to afraid to show who I am for this is not a world to accept but to regret who I am men like me do not exist anymore we are a dying breed not recognized by society not all men are the same you just haven't met me to long did I hide to long did I cower and watch so this is my time to shine I am the man of a lost kind a true gentleman and I will do the best I can to be a good example of man
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Oct 30, 2013
Oct 30, 2013 at 7:18 PM UTC
The Best That I Am
I didn't know I was so blind naïve to a T you never want to be with me I am just the friend the one you go to when you are sad the one that helps you out the friend that no matter what I would drop everything for you I see it now the whole truth I am sorry
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Oct 7, 2013
Oct 7, 2013 at 12:47 PM UTC
False Hope
Sitting in the spotlight all eyes are on you waiting for you to make a move to follow you anywhere you are their God Churches erected in your name monuments built to the sky followers in the millions books written in your word you are their God But now you look in the mirror and you see a man looking back but it is not you that you see there is no resemblance at all he is your God Now seeing what you see and knowing what you know it is time to lay to rest lies of blasphemy and stop your stain glass masquerade
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Oct 4, 2013
Oct 4, 2013 at 2:07 PM UTC
Stain Glass Masquerade